“We need to take you underwear shopping next.”
Then I felt something vibrating against my back.
“What’s that?”
Dani’s voice was breathless as her head peeked up.
“I don’t care. Lay back down.”
Then it vibrated again.
“That’s my phone. Hold on. Sorry, I just--”
I rolled my eyes as I slipped from between her legs. I watched her stuff her hand into the pockets of her jeans at her ankles as she sat there on that bar, looking more tantalizing than ever. Her cheeks were flushed red, her hair wild and free, her legs bared. Waiting for my lips to nibble until I had the lengths of them marked.
“Darn it. It’s Hannah.”
I grinned. “It really is okay to cuss, you know.”
She stuck her tongue out at me before she answered her phone, much to my dismay.
“Hey there. Where am I? I’m, uh, out.”
I shook my head as I leaned back against the seat. Of course she’d be a terrible liar. I mean, even when she was telling the truth, she still sounded like she was lying.
“Yes, Hannah. I know. I just needed a day to--yes, I know I don’t miss classes. I’m sorry you worried. Yeah, I see--Hannah!”
I chuckled as I stood to my feet, turned my back to her, and rearranged my cock before regretfully burying it back behind my pants. I knew what was coming. As much as I didn’t want to admit it, I knew this would result in her having to head back to campus. And while I knew it would, I was hoping to snag a piece of dessert for myself before I had to take her back. Especially since Dani had instigated it this time.
I liked that she finally wanted me, and wasn’t afraid of it.
“Yes, yes. I’m coming soon. There’s no need to--Hannah, you can stop it now. Stop it!”
I turned around to find Dani’s eyes wide and her nose flaring. She tucked her phone against her shoulder, up to her ear. She reached for her pants and I walked toward her, gripping her at her waist. I picked her up and set her down onto the floor, then helped her get her damn jeans back up her legs.
Swallowing disappointed growls with every inch they covered.
“Yeah. I promise, I’m coming. All right? Yes. And you can stop yelling. It’s not going to get anything productive done. Now, stop blowing up my phone. I’m on my way.”
My eyebrows rose. “Trouble in paradise?”
She slipped her phone into her pocket. “I’m sorry, Max. But I have to go.”
I nodded. “It’s all right.”
“No, it’s not all right. I wanted--”
I quirked an eyebrow as Dani let out a heavy sigh.
“Come on. I’ll get you home and settled.”
“I can catch a cab or something.”
She eyed me hotly. “Get in the damn car. I’m taking you home.”
I grinned. “If you insist. Though I’m tempted to say ‘no’ just to rile you up.”
“And why’s that?”